Fake concubine, real queen

Even worse, He Gu and Zheng Ye were slightly taken aback when they saw the visiting Yan and Ning.

Zheng Ye wondered: "Master Biao, why are you here?"

The young man's body really grew fast, but in just half a year, Yan Dingye has grown a lot taller, and the originally round facial features, which seemed a bit careless and naive, also showed some sharp edges and corners , appear broad-eyed, forthright and heroic.

On such a cold day, he only wore a brown jacket, and said with a smile: "You obviously came out from our Yan family, why do you follow so many rules, you look like an old mother, what kind of young master is not the young master?" , since we are in the army, we are all comrades, there is no need to deal with those who are long and short, you are not tired, my cousin and I are still tired after listening to it."

While talking, he led Ning Shilang, who was staring at He Gu with a smirk behind him, into the tent.

However, when he entered the tent, he turned his head and saw that Zheng Ye and He Gu were still standing by the door, as if they had no intention of sitting down to entertain him, the unexpected guest who came suddenly on the third night of the Lunar New Year. The man seemed to have a gloomy expression, scratched his head and said, "Are you...going out? It's midnight, where are you going?"

He Gu said: "I have something serious to ask him to do, and I will explain it to you later."

Turning to Zhengye again, he said, "Do it quickly, don't delay."

Zhengye looked at He Guding and nodded, and stopped asking Yan Dingye what he was doing here, turned his head and left the tent.

He Gu then lowered the curtain, turned around, walked to sit down in front of Yan Dingye and Ning Silang, and said, "Sit down, why are you suddenly looking for me at this time?"

Yan Dingye sat Ning Silang, who was obviously nervous and didn't know where to put his hands, and said: "It's the third day of the Lunar New Year, we are a family, I miss my cousin, come to Yangxi to see See if you can't do it? As soon as I got the general's permission, I immediately called Shang Shiro to come here on a fast horse. How could my cousin be so indifferent? It's really sad."

Now he has also grown into a handsome appearance that can be called majestic, but with such a pretentious demeanor, He Gu was speechless for a while, and he was also crazy, but at this moment, nausea suddenly appeared in his chest, Holding the small table next to him, he lowered his head and let out a violent retch.

He Gu Ping has always been very strong, and he is not a narrow-minded ghost who would pretend to be sick and scare people. Yan Dingye was startled when he saw this, and seeing how badly he was vomiting, he hurried up to help him, saying: "This... ...I was just joking with my cousin, why did you vomit..."

He whispered again: "...I'm not that disgusting, am I?"

He Gu: "..."

He waved his hand to signal that there is no need for Dingye to help, sat up straight, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, wiped the corners of his lips, and said, "Don't help me, it's nothing serious, I feel a little uncomfortable these days, my little one." It's just a bug."

He said again: "You don't have to argue with me anymore. If you don't have anything to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. What's the matter with you coming to me at this time?"

Yan Dingye scratched his nose when he heard the words, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from my cousin, hehe, what..."

He turned his head and glanced at Ning Shilang, and said: "It's like this... a few days ago, my cousin pulled out the general, and we all heard about it, so Silang and Liu Pianjiang from our side asked for his life, saying that he wanted to be transferred to Yangyang. Xi came to follow you. He has been thinking this way since the Xishan Bow and Horse Conference. He asked me about this and that all day long. Brother, look...how about accepting him?"

He Gu was startled, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that Ning Silang's rough face, which was originally tangled with stubble, had been shaved off with a razor blade at some point, and finally revealed his true face, which looked burly and dark at the moment Yes, very simple, watching him smirking and rubbing his hands, looking so nervous that he doesn't know how to breathe.

With Ning Silang's appearance, those beards complemented each other very well, but not only did he not become handsome after shaving, but he looked a little funny, and it made him look like this at the moment, and He Gu couldn't hold back a "poof" for a moment. I laughed out loud, but immediately felt inappropriate as soon as I uttered it, but unfortunately I couldn't hold it back even if I wanted to.

Ning Silang was always nervous on the way, afraid that Lord He Hou would not accept him, now seeing him laughing at him like this, he was embarrassed and depressed, his head was buried low, he didn't say a word, he looked like a quail.

He Gu hurriedly said: "I offended you, so I will apologize to the Fourth Young Master...but why did the Fourth Young Master Ning become like this?"

Yan Dingye said: "Isn't it all because I miss you, cousin! I told Fourth Brother Ning about my cousin's romantic deeds in the capital, known as Yumian Xiaohelang, and he immediately yearned for it and had ambitions. Be the same romantic boy as my cousin!"

He Gu: "..."

Yan Dingye is worthy of being Yan Dingye, even though he has grown into an adult, and he is already in a place like the military barracks where his head is tied to the waistband of his trousers, where negligence is not allowed, he still looks like an incomprehensible playboy, when he speaks Let He Gu want to beat him.

He Gudao: "The fourth young master was in the horse bow meeting, after all, he was in Chenghe, how could he think of coming to Yangxi to find me, there is no war here, and the fourth young master has real talents and learning, and he is not fooling around, why don't you stay?" If you perform well in Chenghe, if you can make some achievements, wouldn't you be promoted much faster than in a small place like Laiyangxi?"

Ning Silang suddenly raised his head to look at He Gu, his cheeks tightened, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said: "I lost to Lord Hou in the martial arts competition that day, so I wanted to make friends, but the horse bow meeting is cumbersome. , no chance."

"When we first met at the Bow and Horse Conference, Ning Si didn't know the identity of Lord Hou and the relationship between the He family and the Ning family. Meng Lang offended him for a while, so he went back and told my grandfather about it. Well, now that my father is old and his legs are bad, my Ning family is definitely not a generation who has received kindness in vain and does not know how to repay, Ning Si would like to follow Lord Hou and do the work of dogs and horses!"

After he finished speaking, he brushed off his robe suddenly, knelt down on one knee, although his face was funny, but his expression was very sincere, obviously he was not fake.

He Gu knew that his father, He Nanfeng, had a lot of friends in the military camp back then, and now there are quite a few famous generals in the Northland, all of whom were single-handedly promoted by him when he was the general of the North Camp in Chenghe, but he never heard of it. To have such a relationship with the Ning family, one of the best military families in the north, can't help being slightly taken aback.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ning Silang thought that he was unwilling to accept him, so he immediately became anxious, and said earnestly: "Ning Si just wants to be loyal to Lord Hou, and has no other delusions of success. Please don't drive me back, Lord Hou. Leave me in Yangxi to help Lord Hou a little bit!"

He Gu came back to his senses, and immediately went to help Ning Shiro get up.

People have said so, and asked the general to agree, he is not a man of coddling, such things are not uncommon in the barracks, it would be hypocritical to push back and forth, and then said: "Since you are willing, He Moubai Naturally, I am very happy to have a good son, I will not drive you back, Fourth Young Master, get up quickly."

Ning Lang was naturally overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately stood up without waiting for He Gu to help him, looked at He Gu with bright eyes and said: "Thank you, Lord Hou, for taking me in, don't call me fourth son, I will My Biaozi is Rongde, Lord Hou can just call me Biaozi."

Yan Dingye saw that the matter was over, and smiled a little, he remembered what happened just now, and asked: "By the way, cousin, just now Zhengye was in a hurry, what are you doing in the middle of the night? What is he going to do?"

He Gu Wenyan was silent for a while, feeling that his conjecture has not yet been realized, it is better not to tell Yan Dingye rashly, his cousin is young and reckless, and has always been impatient, if something goes wrong Not good.

He just said: "It's an errand ordered by General Zhou, and the military situation is not easy to talk about."

Yan Dingye picked up the kettle on the small table and poured himself a small cup of hot water, held it up and blew on it, then raised his head and said, "So that's the case, and it's true recently, when it comes to the New Year, we feel uneasy. While we are on the Budan Grassland, we don’t know when we will be able to make proper arrangements and break out of the camp after victory.”

He Gu said: "I haven't heard any news from the front line for several days, how is the battle going now?"

Ning Silang said: "It's just two prairie barbarians who never dared to quarrel with us before. Now His Majesty is willing to take the lead for the Qiurong tribe. A battle of [-] elite cavalry is naturally easy to capture. It's just that the general arranged it properly. It will take some time to get out of camp and return to Beijing."

He Gu said: "By the way, where is Liu Shizi, why didn't I see anyone else, just you two?"

Yan Dingye was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, he looked away and said, "Cough... He was selected by General Yang, and he was promoted to take one of the elite cavalry with him to the Budan Grassland, and he hasn't come back yet."

As soon as He Gu saw his appearance, he guessed a lot in his heart. Most likely, when he was selecting someone to go to the battle, this guy had a lot of money and did not hide it from General Yang, so he was left in the Chenghe camp to sit As for Ning Shilang, probably because he didn't want to go, anyway, he wouldn't be ashamed like his idiot cousin.

Yan Dingye knew that he probably couldn't hide these stupid things from He Gu, so he hurriedly changed the subject to avoid being laughed at by him: "However, there is one strange thing to say, although the general has brought people out to fight for several months, but I don't know Why, I always feel that there are not as many as [-] Jingqi who went to the Budan Grassland with the general."

He Gu was startled, not expecting that Yan Dingye would suddenly mention this, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not as much as [-]? This was ordered by His Majesty himself, how do you know?"

Yan Dingye waved his hand, and said, "I was ordered to raise food and grass for the army horses a few days ago. I was bored and thought about it. I always felt that the amount of food and grass left for the army horses did not match up."

He Gu said: "Based on your three-legged cat's calculations, the account of a farm is still not clear, and the food and pay of an army is still paid, so let's pull it down."

Yan Dingye was not annoyed by his sarcasm, he just smiled and didn't say much.

The night was getting dark, He Gu didn't talk to him anymore, he just asked his own soldiers to fetch Yan and Ning, and they arranged a place for them to rest.

Although the letter to Pei Zhaoheng hadn't been finished yet, and Zhengye had just set off, and no news made people feel uneasy, but Master He Xiaohou still had a small baby in his belly, so after all the trouble, it would be a waste of time. Zhou was exhausted and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

On the second day, He Gu woke up early in the morning. He had something on his mind, and he didn't sleep soundly. However, it was impossible for Zhengye to be able to go back and forth between the capital and Yangxi in such a short time. I can't come back until tomorrow morning.

He Gu didn't dare to be sure that his guess must be right, but if it was right, then the New Year's Eve palace banquet, His Majesty's sickness, and the defense of the capital were all in the hands of Ji Hong, and he followed the crown prince so wholeheartedly, once something went wrong... …

His Highness the Third is still in Beijing.

And it's not just that, he is the emperor's own son, he is also a first-rank prince proclaimed by the emperor, he must be included in the New Year's Eve palace banquet, if the prince really wants to do something, he must be unable to avoid it.

Although he also left some troops for the Third Highness in Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, after all, there are only about two hundred people, even if they are all top-notch experts, but if something goes wrong, can they keep up with this manpower chaos? I don't know if it is used by him, even if he catches up, how can he be comparable to the tens of thousands of imperial guards?

Based on He Gu's understanding of the prince, how suspicious Pei Zhaoyuan is, no one in this world knows better than him, who is the emperor's bias, even if he deliberately conceals it, even if he hides it from civil and military courtiers, he may not be able to hide it from Pei Zhaoyuan , The current situation of the prince is obvious to all, not to mention whether he has lost the Sacred Heart, but once the Song family left, his arm was already severed, and his vitality was greatly injured. Pei Zhaoyuan was at the time of resentment. Once he realized the threat of the third prince to him, With this human nature, it is completely unknown whether he will go crazy or not.

Now His Highness the Third Highness in Beijing suddenly lost contact again...

His Highness the Third Highness has always been safe, he will never break contact with He Gu for no reason to make him worry, not to mention that He Gu is still carrying a small child, His Highness will never be like this...

What happened to Beijing?

The more He Gu thought about it, the more restless he felt. After just one day, a big blister grew in his mouth, and the half of his face that hurt when he touched his tongue twitched slightly.

Why has he been so lax these days, why didn't he think of this in advance?

If he thinks about it, he can... can...

... It seems that there is no way.

Where does the prince's suspicion come from? Most likely, nine out of ten are inherited from his scheming imperial father. If someone is transferred to the capital, the emperor will inevitably be suspicious. The only bargaining chip that the Third Highness has in hand now is the Junfu's favor, if the Emperor thinks that he is also a scheming dog who plans to plot the throne, he will definitely feel resentful.

It cannot be so.

He Gu was thinking back and forth in his head, wandering in a trance, and Yan Dingye whispered something in his ear all day, He Gu didn't pay much attention to it, just kept saying "hmmm" every now and then.

It was dark, and it was getting dark again.

He Gu was leaning against the charcoal fire in the tent, wrapped in a cotton padded coat, and was lost in thought, while Yan Dingye was eating sugar and frying melon seeds and bleating, like a noisy duck.

"Cousin, why are you lazy and listless all day long? I came to accompany you because I was worried that you would be too lonely in Yangxi for the new year. You are fine. You didn't go if you were told to practice swords and swords. I told you to drink You don't drink, you've been sitting here for a whole day, you weren't like this before, why come to Yangxi, you look like an old hen cuddling..."

He Gu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, expressionlessly said: "Who do you say is like an old hen in a brooding nest? Say it again."

Yan Dingye: "..."

Young Master Yan was about to ask for forgiveness for his cheap mouth, but suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes from far and near outside, followed by the exclamation of soldiers, loud voices, and a moment of chaos.

However, He Gu suddenly swept away Cai Cai's lazy appearance, and opened those bright eyes like stars all at once. He stood up abruptly with a "crack", and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the curtain.

Sure enough, before taking two breaths, the curtain was lifted——

Masano is back.

His thick cotton robe was already covered with cold dew, and as soon as Zhengye entered the tent, a biting cold wind rushed towards his face, but in just one day, Zhengye's face was a little chapped by the cold north wind like a knife , and his lips were dry and peeling. Obviously, he had traveled all the way through wind and snow, and he didn't know how fast he was, but he came back at this time.

He Gu's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he walked in front of him in three steps at a time, pulled him up from the ground, and said quickly: "How is it?"

Zhengye looked at He Gu, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Master... the capital is under martial law, and the seven gates of the outer city are closed, no one can enter or leave, and each gate is guarded by the imperial guards, so it is airtight."

He Gu's mind went blank for a short moment, and soon he began to feel a little dizzy. His mind was buzzing, his legs went limp, and he almost couldn't stand still.

"What's wrong with you, cousin!"

"Father!"

Both Zhengye and Yan Dingye startled him, and immediately wanted to come up to help him, but He Gu pushed them away, he stood still, and took a long breath.

Be caught off guard.

...But the more it is like this, the more it can't be chaotic.

Zheng Ye knew that this matter was of great importance, so he just looked at He Gu without saying a word, and did not speak hastily.

Yan Dingye was at a loss, and anxiously said: "What the hell is going on? So my cousin told Zhengye to go back to Beijing? Isn't it the New Year's Eve now? Why is the capital still under martial law? This is... "

He Gu interrupted him, and only said: "Go back to Chenghe quickly and tell..."

When the words came here, they paused again.

Yang Wenbing has not left camp yet to return to Chenghe.

...And if he guessed correctly, the crown prince would probably have realized that he had lost his heart, and he didn't want to sit still. This time, he really wanted to fight to the death. If he called Dingye back to inform the rescuers, it would be... It would be good to have King Qin in the future, but if the Third Highness had an accident with him, Yan Dingye is the only seedling of the Yan family, and what he does now is what the Yan family does, and the Yan family rashly stands in line. It was Pei Zhaoyuan who ascended the throne...they would definitely not be tolerated.

...He couldn't bring down the entire grandparents' family just because of his selfishness and his relationship with the Third Highness.

He Gu closed his eyes, his voice was a little dry.

"...Forget it, you don't want to go."

Yan Dingye said urgently: "No, what is it, cousin, can I rest assured that you are like this?"

He Gu didn't answer, but just grabbed the outer robe hanging beside him and hurriedly put it on, picked up a tie and tied the robe hanging from the wrist neatly.

He lowered his head without saying a word, and tied his cuffs in circles. Zhengye knew at the first sight that Lord Hou wanted to use a horse, but this time Zhengye didn't open his mouth to stop him.

Zhengye turned his head and called out, "Come here!"

The soldiers guarding outside immediately entered the tent and knelt down on one knee.

He Gu's face was expressionless, but his voice was clear and solemn: "Prepare the horse, let's go see General Zhou."

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The capital, the imperial palace.

During festivals and festivals, it has always been a common practice for the royal family to feast on honorable courtiers.

In spring and autumn, the weather is pleasant and the scenery is also pleasant. The empress loves to see flowers, so His Majesty always instructs the inner court and the second department of internal affairs to hold banquets in the imperial garden to entertain the ministers and princes.

But in winter, it's so cold outside that it can freeze your nose, so naturally you have to move back to the palace. Yingluan Hall has always been the place where the emperor and empress hold banquets.

It's just that no one has ever imagined that one day, this expensive place in Ouchi, which has always been full of wine and laughter, will become an unbreakable cage that keeps everyone silent.

The porcelain cup shattered on the smooth ground, the sound was harsh and frightening.

"Crazy! Brother, is he crazy!"

"His Royal Highness, please stop smashing... Even if you smash ten or eight cups, we won't be able to get out."

An old man with gray hair and beard was supported by several people, sitting on a small stool by the door and tremblingly said.

It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he did, Pei Zhaolin became even more angry, turned his head to look at him, and said angrily, "Then Master Yu said, what else can I do? We have already been imprisoned." It’s been almost five days here! This is treason! This is forcing the palace! This is the work of rebellious officials and thieves! Can’t you see it? We are all imprisoned here, only the Chen family was thrown out, Isn't this clear enough? Could it be that Lord Gong, Lord Yu, and Lord Wang are now going to speak for him, talking about benevolence, virtuousness, and destiny?"

A chubby old man stroked his beard, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense, I have never said anything such as the bastard of destiny, my King's father in the Great Viet Dynasty is only His Majesty, and only Your Majesty One person can follow the heart of the people and the destiny of heaven."

Pei Zhaolin waved his hands impatiently and said: "All right, all right, don't mess with me, I can't get out by smashing a glass, can you just sit here and get out?"

The gray-bearded Master Yu who spoke just now said: "The Crown Prince's request is ultimately to force His Majesty to write down the imperial edict. Even if we are imprisoned here, he will not kill us rashly. This is not good for His Highness the Crown Prince. .”

Pei Zhaolin raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Master Yu, what kind of bastard words are you talking about! What do you mean by 'just forcing His Majesty to write down the imperial edict'? He is plotting treason, and he is trying to kill the king and father! Now the emperor In trouble, but you have shrunk here for your own safety, not worrying about the old man's life and death at all, but do you still have the appearance of being a courtier?"

The fat man said: "His Royal Highness, the old minister advises His Royal Highness to calm down for a while. Although the ministers are old and dim-sighted, they are not blind. The prince's actions are all seen by the ministers, so there is no need for Your Highness to persuade you again and again." Remind the old ministers."

"Your Majesty is in trouble, the old minister, Lord Yu, and Lord Wang are naturally very anxious, but right now Yingluan Palace is heavily guarded, even if we are impatient, there is nothing we can do. Why don't we ask His Highness King Zhong to come down and find out what to do. Can we break this predicament?"

Master Yu with a gray beard next to him nodded, and said with a serious expression: "What Master Gong said is very true."

Then he turned his head and looked at Pei Zhaolin asking for advice with a sincere face: "I also ask His Royal Highness King Zhong to give advice, and I will listen carefully."

Pei Zhaolin: "..."

He blushed and said angrily: "You can't do anything, what can I do! If I could go out, I would have gone out long ago. Are you still wasting time here with you? You..."

Wang Tinghe stood on the side, and sighed inwardly when he saw this, he looked up and glanced at the situation in the lower hall, the women and children were resting in the west hall, there were still faint crying sounds, already tossing After five days, I don’t know what His Highness the Crown Prince was thinking. He neither let people in nor let people out. He only sent some water in, but no food at all. , It's already gone.

Now this Yingluan Palace is full of noble relatives and princes who used to be the best in Bianjing City, but now, the whole family is in such a mess, and some women's family members have spent their entire lives in luxury, and I am afraid they have never seen such a battle, and they are panic-stricken. It is normal to cry all night under the pressure, but with such continuous and low-pitched crying, the atmosphere in Yingluan Hall became more depressing day by day.

Both His Majesty and the Empress have been imprisoned in the Lanzheng Palace. Now that the crown prince has not let them out, His Majesty must have not written an edict to pass on the throne to him, but if this continues, it will definitely not work. There must be a decision.

...But at this time, these people are still arguing and fighting among themselves.

Wang Tinghe felt a little helpless in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to persuade a fight, when His Highness King Ke, who had been silent over there, suddenly moved.

Pei Zhaoheng grabbed Pei Zhaolin's hand that was about to throw the cup again.

Pei Zhaolin didn't think that someone would dare to stop him. He raised his eyes and saw that it was him, and frowned, "What are you doing, third brother?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that at some point, this younger brother whom he hadn't paid much attention to had grown slightly taller than him. When Pei Zhaoheng looked down at him, the indifferent look in his eyes, although without any expression , but inexplicably caused Pei Zhaolin's heart to twitch suddenly.

People who practice martial arts are born to sense every slight threat.

Pei Zhaoheng grabbed the hand that was about to throw the teacup, and the strength of his struggle involuntarily became lighter.

Pei Zhaoheng said indifferently: "The west hall is full of women's children. They have been hungry for five days, and they are quite frightened. I also ask the second brother to think about it for them. Even if we smash ten more cups, the eldest brother will not let us go out. It can scare these innocent women."

Pei Zhaolin muttered: "Who hasn't been hungry for five days, does this king have something to eat..."

After speaking, the voice involuntarily became smaller.

If he didn't struggle, Pei Zhaoheng let go and stood up again.

Wang Tinghe, Yu Yicheng, and Gong Yun, the three ministers of the Yizheng cabinet, saw this situation in their eyes, but they each had different considerations in their hearts.

It's strange to say that after five days of tossing in the Yingluan Palace, no matter what kind of prince, dignitary, personable, and noble he used to be, now he still has black eye circles and looks embarrassed, but he is alone. There was an exception for King Ke Ke, who obviously gave up almost all the water and rice to the female relatives in the west side hall. Even when Wang Tinghe saw him drinking water, he just touched the cup to moisten his lips.

The women and children were crying and screaming at night, and they were in a mess, and the men were also disturbed by the noise, and they couldn't fall asleep because of their anxious mouth, but he was able to sit upright on the bench and take a nap with his eyes closed. Waking up at sunrise without hesitation.

Although King Ke's clothes can't be called simple, they are always simple. It is completely different from the fashionable clothes of the princes and grandsons in Bianjing in recent years. Although he is a prince, he doesn't have any expensive atmosphere around him. It seems that His Royal Highness King Ke always wears black clothes for thousands of years, but although it cannot be called luxurious, it is clean, neat and elegant, and has an upright bearing.

But until this moment, everyone suddenly discovered that the luxury of other people is just relying on foreign objects. It only takes a few days of rubbing and grinding, and it will disappear into ashes and disappear like a dream. Upright, but it is a kind of aura that is imprinted in the bone marrow and belongs to him alone. Even if he falls into a difficult situation, it will never fade.

However, the more it is like this, in this kind of predicament, the seemingly effortless cleanness and elegance in the past seem more thrilling and precious.

Finally, Pei Zhaolin was embarrassed to continue to get angry. He glanced at Pei Zhaoheng and hummed: "The third brother has also been trapped here for five days. You are leisurely and good-looking. You are not in a hurry at all, so you don't worry..."

Pei Zhaoheng interrupted him, saying, "I have a solution."

Pei Zhaolin was startled with everyone, looked around at each other, then turned his head and said, "You... what can you do?"

Pei Zhaoheng said: "In the past few days, pay attention to the footsteps outside the hall, and roughly figure out the number of guards at the front, back, left, and right sides of the Yingluan Hall, and the time for changing defenses. There are rules to follow."

Pei Zhaolin was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and when he came back to his senses, his pupils immediately tightened.

He is also a person who practices martial arts and leads troops, how can he not understand what Pei Zhaoheng's words mean.

That's right... That's right, why didn't he think of this level before, why did he just focus on getting angry?

Pei Zhaolin licked his lips, raised his eyes to look at the third younger brother, and for the first time there was a slight change in his eyes.

"...What is the third brother going to do?"

"My method requires the help of my second brother."

Pei Zhaolin was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at his eyes staring at him indifferently: "...Me?"

"Second brother was in charge of the Twelve Guards of Xuanji before, and knew about the defense situation in the palace. With second brother, this plan is feasible."

Pei Zhaolin pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a dry voice, "You...you can't be, so you plan to kill so hard, right?"

Pei Zhaoheng looked at him indifferently, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up, but he didn't answer.